Unknown Knight

(There is an addition to the previous chapter.)

The attack also began in the evening when the weather turned cooler. It can be said that great minds think alike. The Lord of Humamu and Aix had the same plan.

Moreover, in the eyes of Lord Humamu, the combat effectiveness of the army he encountered was just so-so. With just over a hundred elite reconnaissance cavalrymen he brought with him, they might be able to break into the city, and then the main force of heavy armored infantry would follow closely behind, and the Yili Castle could be taken down in one fell swoop.

He was right. The evening was the most relaxed time of the day. If more than a hundred elite reconnaissance cavalry rode faster, they might be able to break into the city before the gates were closed.

In fact, there is no need for reconnaissance cavalry to break into the city. As long as they occupy the city gate, the rest of the matter can be left to the heavy armored infantry that follow. After all, no matter how cheap the cavalry is, it is more valuable than the infantry.

Thinking of this, the Lord of Humamu City summoned the captain of the reconnaissance cavalry and gave him instructions. Then he waved his hand, and the captain of the reconnaissance cavalry jumped on his horse, whipped his horse, and led his subordinates to the gate of the Standing Fort.

Soon after, the heavy-armored infantry and long-range crossbowmen also rushed out of the rocky hill and trotted towards the Standing Fort.

However, Lord Humamu had miscalculated. The army of the Standing Castle was not an ordinary army. They might not be the best-equipped army or the one with the most superb combat skills, but they were the most disciplined army of their time.

Aix, who has been through many ups and downs, has faced almost all kinds of situations, which makes him pay special attention to military discipline. Not only him, but also his subordinates who have followed him are the same. This makes the soldiers they train not bad, they are all high-quality soldiers who pay attention to discipline.

Although this was the most relaxed time of the day and the light was slightly dim, the soldier on sentry duty on top of the mound still spotted the oncoming cavalry nearly a mile away. He was so frightened that he quickly rang the iron bell to alert the entire fortress.

The relaxed soldiers of Fort Standstill immediately became alert after hearing the alarm, armed themselves as quickly as possible, and rushed to the training ground in Wengcheng.

But it was still a little late. It was the eve of the closing of the city gates, and there were many residents who were preparing to go in or out of the city to go home. When they heard the alarm bells that the enemy was about to attack, they became agitated. Some clamored to go out, while others shouted to run into the city. For a while, they were crowded at the city gates, preventing them from closing.

The reconnaissance cavalry that were galloping over were famous for their fast speed, and they were caught off guard. By the time they rushed into the city gate in front of them, two of the three gates had been closed, but one of the gates of Weng City was still open. The cavalry that rushed forward pulled the reins, and the horses neighed and kicked with their raised front hooves, forcing open the city gate that was about to close.

The one rushing in the front was the captain of the reconnaissance cavalry. This guy was extremely brave. With the help of his horse's continuous jumping hooves, he looked down from a high position and used his saber to hack and slash at the soldiers who were still trying to close the city gate regardless of their own safety. For a moment, several soldiers were covered in blood and fell to the ground and died. Seeing this, the cavalry behind him were like chicken blood, howling and filing in.

Without waiting for orders from their superiors, Haitham and his men who were gathered there shouted "Ah!" and rushed towards the enemy cavalry that had already entered the city of Weng.

Fortunately, after a turn, coupled with the slowdown caused by the soldiers who had just been hacking and killing the soldiers closing the city gate, the speed of the reconnaissance cavalry that rushed in was not very fast, and the two sides soon came into close contact.

Although the cavalry had the advantage of being on high ground in this situation, they had lost their speed and were not as agile as the soldiers of Standstill Fort who were attacking on the ground in the crowded environment. They were stabbed off their horses or pulled off their horses and stabbed to death by the Standstill Fort soldiers who rushed over. Some were also thrown off their injured horses and trampled to death by their own horses that were crowding over from behind.

For a while, the two sides were fighting in a melee, and each side had its own advantages. The number of casualties increased. However, no matter how slowed down the enemy cavalry that rushed in, the horses still had some momentum. With this momentum, the enemy cavalry was like a chisel, bit by bit breaking through the soldiers of the Standing Fort blocking their way, pushing the front line forward step by step, and more and more enemies rushed into Weng City.

Bestur shot and killed the leading reconnaissance cavalry captain with one arrow, and then continued to shoot arrows, shooting down several enemy cavalry, but he still could not stop the enemy's advance.

He knew that his advantage was long-range shooting. Even if he rushed to the front and chopped with his saber, he could not kill many people. Seeing the highest-ranking officer nearby, Captain Haytham, he called him over and patted him on the shoulder, saying:

"Take the brothers and defend this place. If it really doesn't work, lead everyone to retreat to the passage of the central hall. Then you can't retreat anymore. You must defend the central hall. Do you understand?"

Seeing Bestur, who was like a god of war, giving him hope, Haytham felt a surge of energy in his heart, as if he had been blessed by God. He nodded heavily to Bestur and said:

"Don't worry, General God. I'll leave this to you!"

Seeing Haytham taking orders and leaving, Bestur shouted in a deep voice:

"Come here, all the crossbowmen, follow me!"

After hearing the order, a group of crossbowmen gathered towards Bestur. Under his leadership, they entered the main castle from the passage leading to the central hall, and then quickly dispersed to the lookouts on the second and third floors, shooting from a high position. He led seven or eight archers to the top of the flat roof, where he could shoot farther and more accurately and play a greater role.

Soon, the archers who were in a dominant position showed their due advantages. Under the command of Bestur, they successfully supported our soldiers who were gradually losing ground and prevented more enemies from breaking into Weng City. The soldiers of both sides were evenly matched and fought each other. For a while, the two sides were in a stalemate.

Bestur also carried out precise sniping, specifically shooting the enemy soldiers who were leading the charge bravely. This strategy was very effective, making the enemy's attack seem like their backbone had been pulled out. They no longer had the excitement they had when they first broke into the city, and appeared weak. This provided great support to our soldiers in Weng City, allowing them to barely stabilize their front line.

The shields of the soldiers on both sides were pressed tightly together. Our soldiers did not suffer many casualties in the close combat. This was mainly because Haytham commanded everyone to form a tight shield formation as they usually did in training. They did not actively attack, but focused on defense. If there were any injured soldiers in the front row, or soldiers who were exhausted, they would be replaced by their comrades in the back row and retreated to the back to bandage and rest.

The high priest said that this act of courageously fighting and helping comrades would accumulate merit in heaven. Under the subtle influence of the teachings of the Supreme God, the power of faith in the hearts of the soldiers was unknowingly improving the combat effectiveness of the entire army.